"How joyful it is to live, and how miserable it is to die!"
..."Joy and sorrow all return to dust!"
"Have mercy on my people, for they are full of sorrows!"
...The monks roared and chanted one after another, with blood-red eyes, burning with mana and life, and they rushed forward fiercely to fight the monsters.
Encouraged by the war songs, they unleashed an astonishing fighting force and wrested back the territory that the demons had forced back.
Although the demons have become more numerous, stronger, and more fearless of death.
But the spirit of the monks became purer.
Concentration, selflessness, determination... boom boom boom... with the support of such thoughts and emotions, many monks unexpectedly broke out on the battlefield, breaking the bottleneck that had been immovable for many years, breaking through limits, advancing to breakthroughs, and greatly increasing their strength.
Even monks who have not made a breakthrough will suddenly feel that their weak bodies are full of strength and their hearts are full of courage after being infected by the spirit. Even death does not feel scary at all.
They burst out with unparalleled fighting passion, roared with hoarse voices, and used the most powerful magical powers in their lives to attack the demons with their dilapidated magic weapons.
Demons fell down in droves, died, and turned into flesh and blood.
Although they are controlled by the Yutong clan and are not afraid of death, they do not have the war songs and spirit that can inspire fighting spirit like the Alliance monks. Their will is far less tenacious and powerful than the monks, and they cannot exert their full strength at all.
However, the monks have exceeded their limit, exerting 120% of their strength, and many of them have even advanced to the next level.
Under this ebb and flow, the demons were blocked just as they were about to reverse the situation and gain the upper hand.
The monks pushed forward with difficulty, inch by inch, taking back the territory that had just been robbed by the demons.
Every inch that passes, a large number of countless monks die tragically and become part of the bloody mud beneath their feet.
But no one cares.
All the monks had red eyes and were completely unafraid of life and death.
Their brains went blank, and they could think of nothing but how to kill the monster in front of them.
If the magic weapon cannot be used for magical power, and if the magical power cannot be used for spells, if spells are not available, then close combat...neither can close combat, so I will burn the golden elixir and the Nascent Soul! For ordinary warriors who do not have the golden elixir and the Nascent Soul, can I burn life and mana?
Not to mention every inch of space, even every minute, belongs to our human race. How can we let the monsters of your Yutong tribe occupy it? Even if it is of no use, we must snatch it back at all costs.
Woo hoo hoo... I don't know when the war horn, which was drowned out by the shouts of killing, became louder and rang in everyone's ears again.
As if blessed to the soul, at this moment, the strong and intense sound of the horn turned out to be the best accompaniment to the desolate and tragic war song.
The fire in everyone's hearts burned even more intensely, and their throbbing emotions turned into endless violent actions, displaying unparalleled fighting power.
The demons were retreating steadily! One hour, two hours, three hours... Before I knew it, more than ten hours had passed.
Counting the previous time, more than twenty hours have passed since the Demon Breaking Station, two full days.
The day before, the monks were forced back a huge distance of several hundred feet by demons.
The next day, the monks not only withstood the pressure and recaptured these hundreds of feet, but also blocked the demons in every gap.
When this moment was achieved, the monks cheered loudly.
But the more exciting thing is yet to come.
"My comrades, my friends, my brothers and sisters!"
Amid the war song, a loud voice rang out, spreading throughout the entire space of the alliance.
It is Chen Hao.
Infected by the monks' desperate fighting spirit, Chen Hao was extremely excited and inspired.
At this moment, he completely identified with the alliance and truly regarded the monks of the alliance as friends and fighting partners who could live and die together! "The Yutong clan is about to be unable to support it. In three hours at most, the power of a hundred times the demon tide will be enough."
It will be exhausted and completely destroyed by the light of destruction!"
"We only need to persist for three more hours, and we will achieve complete and eternal victory!"
"The last three hours are also the most difficult three hours. Everyone must hold on!"
"The human race will win! The alliance will win! We will win!"
… Chen Hao’s voice became hoarse at the last sentence.
In the past two days, he had not been idle at all, killing demons non-stop. Even with the blessing of shadow and neglect abilities, Chen Hao felt extremely tired after dozens of hours of non-stop high-intensity fighting.
However, Chen Hao felt more excited than tired.
The war song was not sung by him, but it also inspired him, allowing Chen Hao to break through the last obstacle and successfully enter the peak of the late Nascent Soul.
At the same time, Chen Hao also keenly sensed that under the continuous bombardment of the light of destruction, the tide of demons was hundreds of times greater.
Due to the high-intensity use of the formation pattern by the Light of Destruction, its power has been steadily declining over the past two days.
However, compared to the Light of Destruction, the power of the hundred-fold demon tide dropped faster. Two days later, it was already less than one-third of its original strength.
Even the hundred-fold demon tide could no longer move forward against the light of destruction. Instead, it was continuously beaten back by the light of destruction.
This is a clear sign of exhaustion.
After all, no matter how many demons there are, as individuals, their power is limited. After high-intensity output, if there is no replenishment or too little replenishment, it will naturally lead to exhaustion.
In fact, a hundred-fold demon tide could persist for more than two days before showing signs of exhaustion, which is already quite impressive.
After all, what the new formation outputs on the surface is the light of destruction, but what it actually outputs is the aura energy accumulated from the Southern Mountains for countless years.
No matter how great the power of living things is, how can it compare with the vast power of nature.
Moreover, the Yutong tribe separated some demons to launch a breakthrough station against the alliance, which also dispersed the power of the demon tide a hundred times.
Although the number of these monsters is very small, there are many powerful monsters with strong defensive capabilities, but they all died in vain trying to break through the level, which is a pity.
But there is nothing we can do about it.
The Yutong clan has too few choices.
"Did you hear that?
It’s the voice of the group leader!”
"I heard that! It turns out that we have persisted for two days and two nights. Haha, I didn't expect that time passed so quickly! It seems like it happened not long ago."
"Maybe the battle was so intense that I lost track of time."
"That's right, there are still three hours. As long as we have three hours, we will win! Everyone, work harder!"
"No problem, we have persevered for more than 20 hours, why do we still care about these three melons and two dates?"
"Haha, that's right! I must see with my own eyes the defeat of a hundred times the demonic tide! See with my own eyes the annihilation of the Yutong clan!"
"Don't be careless. As the saying goes, a person who travels a hundred miles is half a mile, and the Yutong clan will not sit still and wait for death. These last three hours will definitely be the most difficult, and may be even more difficult than before!"
"I know, don't worry, I'm full of strength now, I don't care even if I fight for another three days and three nights!"